Boss Lady

I'm a boss lady, not shady, not devious

But don't make the mistake of not taking me serious

Shitting on my name makes you sound delirious

I can do what they do in heels and when on my period

They wanna know my next move looking all curious

Writing on my lines and feeling like a fucking genius

I'm taking time to get inspired for new material

What ever word I say is coming from experience

When I'm sitting in the kitchen so quiet eating cereal

Giving short answers and acting mysterious

In my mind the rhymes spread as if they wеre bacterial

And I can feel how the bеat is running through my arteries